It's just a door's distance, and the inside and outside are completely different.

Most of the bright moon was blocked out, and the rest of the seeping white that could be reflected in the prison was mixed with all kinds of strange stench, and the rotten air was full of death.

Wang Lang stood by the door, was pushed by someone, and only then staggered in.

There were several of them in a group, and it was not small to move like this, but the people in this lifeless cell were like they hadn't noticed them at all, and they were in a daze, and they lamented to themselves.

So many people crammed the cells together, and they didn't know whether they were alive or dead.

Qiao Jing raised his chin, and his voice was cold: "Do you look around to see if there is anything familiar?" ”

Wang Lang glanced at Qiao Jing suspiciously, and seeing that the other party didn't explain, he didn't ask much, just looked at it one by one slowly, as if he didn't notice Qiao Jing's expression observing him.

The light was not good, only the moonlight poured in through the high small window, and he walked to the last room, and looked at the dozen or so people who did not know whether they were alive or dead.

Then he looked at the opposite cell, and went out from the innermost room.

Wang Lang didn't look fast or slow, didn't deliberately observe anyone, and occasionally squinted his eyes and looked back and forth.

Qiao Jing softly instructed the lieutenant general: "Go and see who he sees?" ”

The deputy general stood in the exact same position and tried, shook his head and came back and told Qiao Jing: "That light is not good, if you don't stare and squint, you can't see clearly at all." ”

Qiao Jing sighed.

Wang Lang walked around like this and returned to Qiao Jing: "General, there is no one familiar with it." ”

Qiao Jing looked at Wang Lang coldly for a while, and said, "Follow up." ”

Wang Lang said that as Qiao Jing walked out of the cell and stood in the courtyard, the cold wind blew, and the stench finally dissipated.

But it was only slightly better, after all, his clothes were already stained with that smell.

Wang Lang was about to take care of the hem of his clothes, the black cloth was blindfolded again, he was pushed into the carriage again, staggered for an unknown amount of time, and when he arrived at the place, he was dragged down and thrown outside the cell.

Qiao Jing still said the same sentence, let him see if there is anything familiar.

Tossed three times in a row, Wang Lang said no, a trace of impatience flashed on Qiao Jing's face, and he looked at him coldly.

Wang Lang was not afraid of him looking, and when the black cloth came up, he suddenly opened his mouth and said, "General, it is better to tell me directly who you want me to recognize." ”

"Why don't you guess first?" Qiao Jing sneered, "Don't you scholars like this set the most?" Guess the lantern riddles, the flower order, and the elegant people do the elegant things. ”

With just these few words, Wang Lang could hear that Qiao Jing was extremely disdainful of readers.

In other words, Qiao Jing didn't think that a teaching gentleman would be of any help to his rebellion, it was not good to lead troops to fight, it was not good to arrange troops, people said that it was on paper, even if Wang Lang was once an outstanding prisoner in the country's prison, he had never talked about soldiers on paper.

Qiao Jing is satirizing Wang Lang in a bright way.

Wang Lang knew, but his face didn't change, he just followed Qiao Jing's words and said, "Then I'll guess."

The general wanted to find a person, and no one knew what that person looked like, but I knew that person was from the capital.

When the two armies are at war, the general will not bother for a lonely and unknown person, and that person must have some identity. ”

"Oh?" Qiao Jing said, "Go on." ”

Wang Lang looked directly at Qiao Jing and said, "I don't know how many noble sons and daughters of the imperial court have come from Beijing this time, and the Chinese army is the governor's mansion?" Gyeonggi Health Office? Or, Suningbofu? ”

Qiao Jing raised his eyebrows.

Wang Lang smiled: "General, although I am studying in Guozijian, there are countless sons and daughters of the nobles in Beijing, and with my identity, it is impossible for everyone to recognize them, you let me see the familiar, maybe I missed it at a glance, knowing the other party's name and surname, I can tell you whether I recognize it or not." ”

"You guessed right," Qiao Jing gritted his teeth, his tone was full of anger, "The third child of Suningbo Mansion, Cheng Jinzhi, who killed the general's favorite general, can you recognize him?" ”

Wang Lang's smile deepened, but the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes: "I recognize, Jiang Muyuan's best friend, how can I not recognize it?" Wait, General, if he's here, I'll find it for you. ”

Qiao Jing waved his hand and motioned for him to look more closely.

The name of Cheng Jinzhi, Qiao Jing hates it to the bones, Liang Su is one of the best generals under his command, this time the army is not yet able to make achievements, Liang Su was shot by Cheng Jin with an arrow, how can Qiao Jing not hate?

A few days ago, the scout reported that Cheng Jinzhi was missing in the battle of Xiaguan, and there is no trace so far, and I don't know if he fell down the mountain or was captured.

Of course, Qiao Jing wants to find him, find out the bones, and eliminate the ruthlessness of his heart!

However, there was no word written on Cheng Jinzhi's face, and no one in Shu knew what he looked like!

None of the soldiers who withdrew from Yiling that day could see Cheng Jinzhi who was shooting arrows on the tower.

Qiao Jing tried to let the captives recognize him, but in this attack of the imperial court, the soldiers were drawn and put together in several places, and the soldiers below either didn't know each other, or refused to give in and were blind to the fingers.

Cheng Jinzhi may have been arrested, maybe there is still a breath at this time, but if you can't recognize it, you can't recognize it, Qiao Jing has no way at all.

As a result, a Wang Lang appeared, and Qiao Jing didn't believe him, after all, he was a dead horse as a live horse doctor, try it.

It's best to find out, and that's it if you can't find it.

Wang Lang still looked over from cell to cell unhurriedly, sometimes squinting, sometimes glaring, just like before, Qiao Jing did not let the deputy general follow up to observe.

He just walked to the end, turned around, and looked to the opposite side.

There was a small window on this side, and some moonlight leaked out, and his gaze swept over the sitting or lying man, and then continued on.

In the afterglow, there was no movement in the corner for a long time, and there was an almost invisible rise and fall in his chest, if it weren't for the slightest change in the projection under the moonlight, Wang Lang would have ignored it.

The fluctuation was too small, Wang Lang found out, but he couldn't bear it and didn't look back to confirm it.

He can't have a superfluous action, he can't give that place one more look, otherwise, let Qiao Jing see the clues, maybe in line with the idea of killing by mistake and never letting go, no one in that cell will survive.

And he himself can no longer win Qiao Jing's trust.

Because Wang Lang knew that the one who only had one breath left was Cheng Jinzhi.

He was still the same as before, after reading all the cells, he returned to Qiao Jing, his face was not red and his heart was not beating, and his voice was steady: "Without him, Cheng Jinzhi would not be here." ”

Qiao Jing scolded her mother and said, "Go to the next place." ”

Wang Lang's eyes were blindfolded again, he was pushed out, and when he crossed the threshold, he fell hard, his palms brushed the ground, and the pain was hot.

Qiao Jing turned his head and watched as the deputy general lifted Wang Lang off the ground.

Wang Lang said coldly, and said to the deputy general: "I can't see the road, if there is a threshold, you should tell me!" ”

The adjutant general opened his mouth to scold, met Qiao Jing's gaze, and shrunk his neck: "General, blame this nerd for being soft-footed." ”

Qiao Jing didn't say much, and turned over to himself.

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